There was an eerie silence all around for a while.
"No, Xueba," Wang Lu'an was the first to come back to his senses, his eyes fluttered between the two of them, and he said amusedly, "You don't add the wechat of our senior, why do you have to add metaphors? Is it true? Want to date him?"
Chen Jingshen glanced at him: "About a fight?"
Wang Luan wanted to ask again, but the person next to him suddenly moved.
Yu Fan tried again to pull his clothes out of his hands.
"Add your mother. I have to say it a few times, I won't..." In the middle of speaking, Yu Fan stopped abruptly, gritted his teeth, and said, "Get out, don't bother me again."
Wang Lu'an just wanted to say that there is no need for brothers to react so much, right? Turning his head to look, he was stunned again.
Why are his brother's ears red
The sky was a bit dark, and just as Wang Luan wanted to take a closer look, Yu Fan had already turned his head and left.
Against the background of the passing bicycles, his brother's handsome back seemed a little hurried.
…
When he got home, Yu Fan lay down on the sofa, picked up his phone and swiped twice.
A discussion group that he blocked for more than a year is now at the top of WeChat, and the message has reached 99+.
The discussion group was run by Zuo Kuanla, and most of the students who annoyed the teacher were in it. There were dozens of people, and more than half of them Yu Fan didn't know.
At this moment, those in Zuo Kuan's class were chatting happily.
[What happened to the first grader? I think Yu Fan seems to hate him.]
[I can't. Hate that he was able to help him get his money back just now?]
[But Xueba asked him to add WeChat, but he didn't give it to him, and even greeted Xueba's parents verbally!]
Yu Fan's eyelids twitched, and he remembered Chen Jingshen's expression when he grabbed his clothes just now.
His eyes lowered lightly, and he looked at him calmly and directly - exactly the same as when he handed over the love letter.
Damn, does this person have any self-consciousness about being gay
Shouldn't all homosexuals hide and hide
What does it mean that he spreads his tail like a peacock every day
Yu Fan closed his eyes and rubbed his ears.
He walked too fast just now, he should have punched Chen Jingshen in the eye.
Yu Fan waved his fingers and quit this rubbish discussion group. When I returned to the main interface of WeChat, a red "1" suddenly appeared in the friend column.
He opened it casually, it was a new friend application, the applicant was the initial avatar, a simple gray and white silhouette, it looked like a newly created account—
[s application to add you as a friend: I am Chen Jingshen.]
[Source: The other party added it through the business card shared by "Zhang Wenjing".]
Yu Fan's eyebrows twitched, and he sat up from the sofa quickly.
Without even thinking about it, he clicked reject, took a screenshot, and sent it to Zhang Wenjing.
[-:?]
[Zhang Wenjing: Hehe. I said I can push your WeChat to him, Chen Jingshen immediately added me.]
[Zhang Wenjing: All the top students have applied, so why don't you add it.]
[-:do not add.]
[Zhang Wenjing: Oh, whatever you want, anyway, I got WeChat. In the future, if you trick him into taking the exam answers, you, the hero, will also give you a copy~]
It was only then that Yu Fan remembered that he still had an exam answer in his school uniform pocket.
He got up to pick it up, but the draft paper was crumpled and stuffed, wretched into a wretched ball.
He stared at this thing for two seconds, gave a soft "tsk", picked it up and walked to the desk in the room, opened the third cabinet on the lower floor, opened it roughly, and threw it in.
The draft paper was tossed twice, and finally lay peacefully on the pink envelope.
Yu Fan casually cooked a bowl of dumplings and had just eaten two bites when the phone turned on again at eight o'clock sharp.
[s application to add you as a friend: I am Chen Jingshen.]
[-Reject, reason for refusal: Get lost.]
At nine o'clock, Yu Fan was taking a shower.
[S: I am Chen Jingshen.]
You set an alarm clock, right
Yu Fan dried his hands on a towel and refused.
At ten o'clock, Yu Fan just opened Snake.
[S: I am Chen Jingshen.]
At eleven o'clock, Yu Fan stopped eating snakes.
[S: I am Chen Jingshen.]
At twelve o'clock, Yu Fan couldn't bear to stare at the phone screen, and clicked on the moment the friend request popped up.
Come.
Yu Fan stared expressionlessly at the blank dialogue between him and Chen Jingshen.
Let me see what the hell you're farting.
Ten minutes passed, and there was no movement on the other side.
Twenty minutes passed with no news.
Thirty minutes passed with no news.
…
An hour later, Yu Fan looked at the empty dialog box between him and Chen Jingshen, opened S's personal information blankly, and dragged the person into the blacklist.
In the middle of the night, Yu Fan opened his eyes amidst the sound of rustling.
The drowsiness that had just dawned on him subsided in an instant. He picked up his phone and checked the time. At 3:30, the chicken hadn't woken up yet.
There was another clatter outside the room.
Yu Fan's expression turned cold, he got up from the bed, and took out a badminton racket with several broken nets from behind the curtain.
He walked softly to the door of the room, just as he closed the doorknob—
"I didn't hear the call just now. I just got home. Did you bet for me on that game? What did you bet on... Didn't I tell you? Buy 10,000 for a 2-1 bet - I'll give you the money if you bet, and I'll pay you back." Can you renege on the debt?"
Yu Kaiming's voice sounded like an electric drill that was caught off guard, and he squeezed in through the crack of the door, "Which TV station has a live broadcast... I know, I know."
Hearing the familiar voice, Yu Fan threw the racket back to its original position, but his expression turned even colder.
Two minutes later, the live broadcaster's voice sounded outside.
When Yu Fan opened the door, Yu Kaiming was unscrewing the beer, with his legs on the table, watching the football game comfortably.
Thinking that the TV volume was too low, Yu Kaiming picked up the remote control and added ten more.
Yu Fan leaned against the door: "Go and fix your deafness."
Yu Kaiming stopped drinking and continued to turn up the volume. With his hands on the sofa, he was still staring at the TV: "I'm happy to listen to it so loudly when I'm at home. If you think it's noisy, get out."
Yu Fan didn't hesitate at all. He turned back to the house, picked up the things on the table, grabbed his coat and turned to go out.
After closing the door, he leaned against the electric meter box and waited for a while. At the moment when he heard "Shoot—" from inside, he raised his hand to hook, pulled down the switch, and then took out the lock in his pocket to lock the meter.
When Yu Kaiming poked his head out from the balcony, he happened to see Yu Fan's back.
He blushed and cursed vulgarly: "Yu Fan, you idiot! Get back! You son of a bitch! I told you to get back, do you hear—"
In the dark night, the boy's figure was thin, and he didn't even bother to answer him, and left without looking back.
Yu Fan went to the Internet cafe to turn on a computer and slept for two hours.
Internet cafe is small, the only vacant seat is by a broken window.
He closed his eyes for two hours in the cold wind, and the smell of smoke wafted intermittently around him. The people in the next room were playing a game like a war, and their voices were louder than the KTV next door.
When Yu Fan woke up, he was dizzy and felt that he might as well have stayed up all night.
It was a cool morning in early spring, with drizzle in the air.
The owner of the Internet cafe is an old acquaintance with him. When he saw him coming out, he poked his head from the front desk: "Yu Fan, are you going to school? You wear such thin clothes, don't you know how cool it is today? It's raining outside, so take an umbrella." .”
"Need not."
Yu Fan zipped up his school uniform, turned around and walked into the rain.
When Chen Jingshen arrived at school, there were not many people in the classroom.
Seeing the person sleeping on the table, he paused slightly, then looked up at the clock on top of the blackboard newspaper.
Yu Fan's entire face was buried in his arms, his hair was disheveled, and his shoulders rose and fell slightly with his breathing. It seemed that he had slept here for a long time.
The temperature has dropped drastically today, and the thin school uniform jacket on his body is out of place with the surroundings.
Chen Jingshen took out the textbook from the belly of the desk and casually flipped through two pages of the text.
A gust of cool wind blew in, and the person next to him moved, curling his fingers into the wide sleeves of his school uniform.
Chen Jingshen got up and gently closed the window next to him.
Everyone in the class was a little surprised when they entered the classroom and saw that the person who was late on weekdays was already in his seat at this moment.
"Yu Fan, why did you come so early today?" Zhang Wenjing looked back at him, "Have you changed your sex?"
Yu Fan moved his fingers hanging on the edge of the table, and after a while he squeezed out: "En."
"Stupid like this, did you become a thief last night?"
Wang Lu'an raised his eyebrows: "Isn't he so sleepy every day?"
"I usually show my face for a while, but today I only see my hair." Zhang Wenjing stretched her waist, and bent her eyes to look at the people around her, "Kiss at the same table, did you finish yesterday's math homework?"
Wang Lu'an said, "I wrote it, and I'll copy it for you."
"Come on, it's just your math..." Zhang Wenjing said disgustedly, "I'm going to self-study soon, go back to your seat."
"Hey, aren't you biting Lu Dongbin like a dog?"
Yu Fan was actually not asleep, but he felt his head was heavy and his body was weak, so he could only lie on the table and listen to each sentence.
The surrounding voices became farther and farther away, and finally turned into syllables he couldn't understand, floating in his ears.
After a while, Zhuang Fangqin's angry voice came indistinctly: "Some classmates, it looks like they came early, but they actually slept there all morning."
"Forget it, let him sleep, there will always be times when he suffers in the future."
After a while, she regretted again, "Everyone write down the new knowledge points here... Who closed all the windows in the classroom? Students in the back row, open all the windows around you to prevent the indoor temperature from being too comfortable. Some people Once you lie down, you can’t get up.”
"I'm off, teacher." A deep voice came from the side, "I'm cold."
Zhuang Fangqin glanced puzzled at the short white down jacket on Chen Jingshen: "Oh... okay, then don't open it."
"For the paper I taught today, go back and copy all the wrong questions to me ten times, and hand them in tomorrow. Students who don't hand in the math class will stand on the blackboard and report to me next week."
…
Yu Fan fell asleep completely.
I don't know how long it took before two light knocks sounded in his ear, which made his temples pop twice.
Wang Lu'an's voice floated from above his head: "Brother, school is over. You have been sleeping all day, are you still sleeping? Let's go, let's go eat."
Yu Fan had a splitting headache and shook his head slightly.
Wang Lu'an: "Aren't you going?"
Yu Fan nodded.
"Aren't you hungry? I heard that there is a Mala Tang store at the end of the street. It's so cold today, why don't you go eat?" Wang Lu'an said, "Then I'll go by myself."
Yu Fan's eyelashes moved, and he didn't bother to pay attention to him.
Before Wang Luan left, he subconsciously glanced at the people around Yu Fan.
It's been a while since school, but Chen Jingshen is still studying with his head tilted. His sitting posture was a little looser than usual in class, his jaw line was tense indifferently, and his eyes fell on the questions in the exercise book.
As expected of a top student, Wang Luan thought to himself.
The first grader stayed in the classroom after school to do the quizzes. It seemed that he was determined to kill other students.
The people in the class left one after another, leaving only the last two in the classroom.
After finishing the test paper in his hand, Chen Jingshen glanced over, and the people around him were still lying on their stomachs, showing no sign of waking up.
He leaned back and took out a new paper from the drawer.
After doing two questions, he heard the person next to him exhale heavily.
Chen Jingshen paused at the tip of his pen, turned his head to look, only to find that something was wrong with Yu Fan.
Yu Fan felt that he was sleep-deprived, so he was hot and cold, his throat was dry and sore, and his breathing was difficult.
A gust of cold air came in through the crack of the door, and he shrank from the cold. Just as he was about to change his posture, he suddenly felt a warm touch on the back of his neck.
Before he could realize what it was, the thing suddenly flipped over and completely covered his skin.
The boy's palm was wide and hot, easily wrapping around the back of his neck.
Yu Fan shuddered, and his entire skin began to tingle.
He struggled to open his eyes, turned his head, and glanced at the person next to him.
Chen Jingshen put his hand on the back of his neck, tapped his phone with the other hand, felt his gaze, and raised his eyes slightly.
The fundus of Yu Fan's eyes was already reddened, and the mole at the end of his eyes was faintly covered, and the dark eyes were staring at him motionlessly.
After a while, Yu Fan moved his lips with difficulty.
Those who haven't spoken for a long time have hoarse voices and lack of momentum.
"You fucking..." Yu Fan narrowed his eyes, "Sexual harassment?"
"."
Chen Jingshen frowned, his lips were pursed into a straight line, and he opened his mouth after a while.
"Yu Fan, you have a fever."